Chapter 1 - where it started
Um.... hey, I'm avery... avery Roger... I'm 17 going on 18. I was given up for adoption when I was young, I never really connected with my "family". I am totally opposites than them. I'm tan, I have light brown hair, green eyes. While they had three kids of their own, all pale, blue eyes, red hair... so... different...
Im the oldest out of us, yay.... that means that I am the tester child...
Im graduating this spring. I never really had friends through high school... but I was fine. See im an infp... like my dad. My mom's an entp, she is different than me and dad but she also understands us more than other personalitie types.
I grew up isolated in my room due to being an infp. I would draw and make music with anything I could. I was bullied in middle school which didn't help get me out of my room. My parents tried to get me to talk but I never did.
When I hit high school it was a lot. I had been working out and running all summer. A lot of the kids there teased me for being athledic. Screw them. I'm proud of what I can do. I also took boxing lessons later on in my freshman year.
I was voted to be most likely to be a Olympic champion in my senior year. Probably cause I play all the sports I can and am the most athletic person in the school.
And, I have this other talent.... well that's what people say. People on the streets will catch me signing to myself and compliment my voice. I never thought I could sing good but to others i guess I can. People have even asked my to do live music at parties. I turn them down cause, 1 I am not a performer unless its sports and 2 I have social anxiety. Sports I can zone out on and focus on just me in the moment, but singing In front of people. Heck no.
Whenever I'm not playing sports or at school I am either in my room or at the coffee shop down the street from my house. Theres this little tucked away corner In The shop that no one sits at mainly cause theres only two seats. Most of the people that go there sit in the booths.
That's where I'm at now.... off in the corner listening to my spotify playlist and finishing up my homework. It is a Thursday evening just before sunset. I started packing up and heading out when out of the corner of my eye I caught a boy I have never seen before looking at me. I didnt see his face too much, I was too scared to make eye contact so I looked down and pulled my hoodie over my head.
Now I'm on my bed going through pinterest. I had nothing to do. Mom and dad were on a anniversary trip and the littles were at my aunt's house. I decided to oder pizza and watch TV.
When the doorbell rang I opened it expecting the delivery boy, instead there were flowers. I quickly looked around looking for someone, but there wasn't anyone. I pick the flowers up and a note fell from it.
"What?" I whispered to myself.
I pick the note up now paranoid and went inside.
"Happy birthday avery! From Dallas city high." I read outloud. I should have known. Katie matthews, she sends people in her class flowers for their birthdays. Shes a little early. My birthday is not till March 17, not for another week. Finally the pizza comes and I start watch stranger things.









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